Fernando Ortega - Sleeples nights

^AAnother sleepless night I'm ^Gturning in my bed ^DLong before the red sun ^Arises ^AIn these early hours I'm ^Gfalling again ^DInto the river of my ^Aworries

^BmWhen the river runs ^Daway ^BmI find a shelter in your ^Dname

^AJesus only light on the s^Bmhore Only hope in the s^Dtorm ^AJesus let me fly to your s^Bmide There I would hi^Dde Jesus ^A

^AHear my anxious prayer The b^Geating of my heart The ^Dpulse and the measure of my ^Aunbelief ^ASpeak your words to me ^GBefore I come apart H^Delp me believe in what I c^Aannot see

^BmBefore the river runs a^Dway ^BmI will call upon your n^Dame

^AJesus only light on the s^Bmhore Only hope in the s^Dtorm ^AJesus let me fly to your s^Bmide There I would hi^Dde Jesus ^A